Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress - Sex Stories

Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress

... invite him into our bed, but it was not to be routine. A few times when he was between girlfriends and I was returning the favor and helping him out.

We needed the remainder of the weekend to recuperate. Tuesday, my package arrived. I did not want to try it out in bed until the weekend. However, it occurred to me I could go ahead and swap out Trent's chastity cage for the extension which would permit him to grow. I was thrilled by the possibilities for humiliation and tormented denial, and the sexual high he would get out if the situation.

He would be able to get an erection, he just would not be able to do anything with it.

Also, he would have to go to work and in other public places with a much more significant "package" than he was accustomed to... than his female co-workers were used to seeing. And it would look as if he had a constant erection... not too far from the truth!

I called him into the bedroom and removed his chastity device. He quickly got an erection, which was fine. I slipped the chastity-extension over his turgid member and fastened it into place, snapping the padlock shut behind him.

His eyes widened at the size of his new equipment. It "hung" better than the one we first tried, but still appeared to be enormous for him. I really wanted to try it out right away, but stuck to the plan.

I required him to remain nude at home, as usual. Watching the "swinging dick" got me worked up, so he spent a lot of time with his head between my thighs. ...

... It took him some time to grow accustomed to having so much flesh between his legs. Honestly, I'm not sure he ever has gotten used to it.

Friday evening after a light supper, we headed to bed, both enthusiastic about having another go at penetrative love making. We had both played with his new member, and it appeared to be secured tightly enough that it gave him no stimulation. The true test would be actual intercourse and the psychological effects of my pleasure on him.

We were already nude, as was our habit. I held him and kissed him long and deep, which he returned passionately.

Trent asked if I wanted a full body massage. I smiled with my reply, "While that sounds wonderful, I have been waiting for this for a long time... I do not need any lengthy foreplay, sweetheart. Maybe just go down on me so neither of us feels like it is just a slam, bam, thank you ma'am kind of thing..."

He picked me up and lay me gently on the bed. Crawling between my thighs, he took his time working his magic on me. I could tell he wanted to savor this act, to savor ME and my reactions to his attentions. His love for me was unmistakable... and that love multiplied the intensity of my feelings, of my bodily reactions, of my orgasms. God I love my man.

Contrary to our former love life, now that he knew what he could do for me with his mouth and tongue, he never seemed to be able to get enough. Before it had been a few cursory licks prior to penetrating me... now it was if I was his ...